A wink of an eye, time flown by
I am here, shy and in awe slightly
as always do I… grand pa … and you,
its December 2, it’s been years through
many things in life without you
. . . I miss you.
I am a grown up, a wife
and a mother, you know!
But still I am there
where you left me, Pa dear.
I miss your stories, my fairy tales
I miss how you cared, nobody knows.
My world is heaven, but, you know?
I miss; I miss your unfettered love;
I miss being your little kid,
to live without any fear and tear,
to believe that life is fair.
That its only love that cheer
the whole world, grand pa dear.
I miss you and being your kid,
I am still there, Pa, where you left me… .